Terry walked into school the next day looked tired and pale, yet again. He
stood for a moment in the courtyard, not knowing exactly where to go. He
wanted to find Dana, but he was sure that Dana wouldn't want to find him.
He sighed as the bell rung. He would have to talk to Dana later. 'Or now!' He thought, realising that he had his next class, mathematics, with Dana. He quickened his pace and made it inside the maths classroom just as the door was close by Miss Montreal.
"Almost late there Mr McGinnis." She scolded. "Take a seat."
Terry made his way to where he always sat with Dana. Except someone was in his seat. Lark looked up from her textbook to check which page they were working from.
"Dana?" Terry whispered, standing in front of her. Dana didn't look up.
"Mr McGinnis. You are already behind in this class, like many others I hear." Miss Montreal called from the front. "We have numerous discussions about your grades in the staff room. I don't think, clever as you are, that even you can take a class standing with your back to the teacher!" The rest of the class giggled as Terry blushed and took a seat next to Max, a few rows behind Dana.
"Page 32, section 17." Miss Montreal continued. "Trigonometry. Terry, what is the sine rule for any triangle?"
"Um. That all triangles turn right at the next junction?" Terry asked. Some of the class laughed.
"Hilariously funny Mr McGinnis. Had you been in the last lesson however, you would know that the sine rule states that any length of a triangle divided by the sine of the opposite angle will give the answer of the same equation using a different length and angle."
Terry stared blankly at his textbook. He knew that. He had always known that. He just had more important things on his mind.
"Dana, could you please give me the formula for the sine operation of a right angled triangle?" The teacher asked.
'Why does she get the easy one?' Terry thought as Dana answered. "The sine of an angle is equal to the opposite length divided by the hypotenuse."
"Very good Dana. Take note class, turning up to lessons is the only way to pass this subject." Miss Montreal wiped the board clean. "Moving on."
Terry spent the next hour doing complicated calculations and watching Dana. She was doodling on her notebook. He couldn't see exactly what she was drawing.
As the bell rang to signal the end of class, Dana packed away her newly decorated notebook, covered in bats and hearts. She left the room with Lark, laughing about something or other.
"See you later Max. I have to talk to Dana." He said, rushing out of the classroom.
He looked down the corridor that rapidly filled with students. He couldn't see Dana, but he saw a bobbing blonde head that looked like Lark. He ran off after her. He finally caught up, but Dana wasn't with her.
"Lark!" He said, catching her arm and pulling her back. "Where's Dana?"
"Gone to economics, her next class." Lark said. "I thought you two had that lesson together?"
"Of course we do!" Terry said, banging his hand against his head in frustration. "I'm really not with it today." He turned to leave.
"A word of advice Terry." Lark added. He stopped and turned to look at her. "Dana is fed up with the way you are treating her. I wouldn't push it with her."
"Excuse me?" Terry said. "Who asked you to meddle in our relationship?"
"It became my business last night when I spent the evening consoling Dana." Lark said hotly, shifting her bag onto her other shoulder. "She's sick of being treated like dirt by you."
"You know nothing." Terry said, pointing at her in rage.
"Maybe, but I know what I see. Dana has been really nice to me ever since I got here, and I don't want to see her get hurt."
"And you think I do?"
"Maybe not, but you are so wrapped up in your own little world that you don't see how much it hurts Dana when you drop her for something else. Something that you won't even tell her about." Lark replied.
"Dana wouldn't understand what I do. Neither would you." Terry replied, getting angrier at Lark by the minute.
"If you don't understand each other then maybe it would be best to see other people." Lark said. "Now I have to get to class. If you want to get back with Dana you had better win her trust as a friend first."
With that Lark walked off leaving Terry alone in the hallway. He ran to the economics room, and could have kicked himself when he saw that the lesson had already started. He opened the door.
"Terry. Wait outside." Mr Matters ordered. With a sigh Terry closed the door and waited in the hallway. He could see Dana sitting in the classroom, next to Rick Jones. She was smiling and patting his arm. It looked like Dana had already moved on. Rick Jones was Terry's total opposite. Blonde hair and brown eyes, he was the captain of every sports team and had 'school spirit' written all over his forehead. Dana was going a long way to prove a point.
"Terry." Mr Matters said, stepping outside the classroom to talk to him. "This is the third time this month that you have been late to my class. You have already missed some key work too. May I remind you that your final paper needs to be finished by the end of this semester? You only have a couple of weeks to write an impressive enough paper for me to take you in my class next year. If you don't make the cut I shall be forced to reject your application."
"I understand Mr Matters." Terry replied. "But I've had a lot to deal with recently."
"Terry, the other students have lives outside economics too you know. They take other classes, they have jobs. Why can't you manage it but they can?" Mr Matters asked. "I haven't got angry with you Terry, because I know you mean well. But I will loose my temper if this goes on."
"I'll remember that." Terry replied, making tot go into class.
"There's no point in you coming in now Terry, I'm partway through some difficult work and it will only confuse you if come in now." Mr Matters sighed. "Take yourself outside or to the library and read chapter 4 in your text book. Do the questions at the end of the chapter and see me later if you have any problems."
Mr Matters went back into the classroom and Terry slowly walked outside, dragging his feet. He sat on the spectator stands of the games field and opened his textbook. He couldn't concentrate. He looked up and watched the Games lesson going on. A group of students were doing high jump. Terry watched. He could see that the entire class was made up of boys, as girls never took up Games because they couldn't take the pressure.
But there was a girl in this class. Terry squinted as he spotted her. It was Lark!
"Hmm, she won't last five minutes!" Terry laughed to himself as he watched the coach put up the high jump. It was now really high. About five boys made a run at it and couldn't make it over. It was Lark's turn. Terry could see the other boys sniggering, knowing that the smaller girl would never make it over a bar that was taller than her. Terry watched Lark take a run up and stop before reaching the bar. Terry wanted Lark to fail, especially after how she had spoken to him that day. But some part of him wanted her to prove him, and all the other boys, wrong.
She shook her head and took another run up. Terry held his breath as he watched her leave the ground in an attempt to clear the bar. Her head was over, now her back and finally her legs and feet. The bar didn't even move.
Some of the boys stared in awe. Others started to clap. Lark got up and bowed to them and they laughed and clapped harder. Mr Collins interrupted their applause.
"Alright class. Nothing special here. Make two laps of the perimeter and hit the showers!" He called. Everyone set off at a run, the boys sprinting ahead. Terry watched Lark running at the back, slower than the taller boys who had more stamina.
As they neared the end of the run Terry watched Lark overtake some of the trailing boys. Then she was in the middle. She was sprinting the last part of the course. She obviously knew that her smaller size meant that she could run faster, but not for as long at high speeds. 'Like a cheetah' Terry thought as Lark finished in about seventh place out of twenty.
"Nice run boys.and Lark." Mr Collins said, not used to having a girl in his class. "Hit the showers!"
Terry watched as some of the boys clapped Lark across the back in congratulations. Other jealously ignored her. The boys went into the boys' locker room and Lark made her way into the girls' entrance. Terry climbed off of the stands and made his way back to the courtyard, hoping to meet Max and Dana for lunch.
The bell rang and Dana emerged from the economics classroom along with the other students. They all filtered out into the courtyard. Dana met Max and walked over to one of the benches. Lark emerged from the locker room, rubbing her hair dry on a towel after her shower. Terry walked quickly over to where the three girls were standing.
"Dana can we talk?" He asked.
"Gee, I'd love to Terry." She said, as normally as possible. "But I promised Lark that I'd watch her audition for the play."
With that the two girls walked off coolly, as if nothing was wrong between Dana and Terry.
Max walked up next to Terry and offered him a crisp. "True or false, all is fair in love and war?" She asked.
"I'll get back to you on that one." Terry replied.
AN - Thanks for all the reviews guys. Blackcat I have no idea what you mean about the black canary but it sounds intriguing, please enlighten me!!!
He sighed as the bell rung. He would have to talk to Dana later. 'Or now!' He thought, realising that he had his next class, mathematics, with Dana. He quickened his pace and made it inside the maths classroom just as the door was close by Miss Montreal.
"Almost late there Mr McGinnis." She scolded. "Take a seat."
Terry made his way to where he always sat with Dana. Except someone was in his seat. Lark looked up from her textbook to check which page they were working from.
"Dana?" Terry whispered, standing in front of her. Dana didn't look up.
"Mr McGinnis. You are already behind in this class, like many others I hear." Miss Montreal called from the front. "We have numerous discussions about your grades in the staff room. I don't think, clever as you are, that even you can take a class standing with your back to the teacher!" The rest of the class giggled as Terry blushed and took a seat next to Max, a few rows behind Dana.
"Page 32, section 17." Miss Montreal continued. "Trigonometry. Terry, what is the sine rule for any triangle?"
"Um. That all triangles turn right at the next junction?" Terry asked. Some of the class laughed.
"Hilariously funny Mr McGinnis. Had you been in the last lesson however, you would know that the sine rule states that any length of a triangle divided by the sine of the opposite angle will give the answer of the same equation using a different length and angle."
Terry stared blankly at his textbook. He knew that. He had always known that. He just had more important things on his mind.
"Dana, could you please give me the formula for the sine operation of a right angled triangle?" The teacher asked.
'Why does she get the easy one?' Terry thought as Dana answered. "The sine of an angle is equal to the opposite length divided by the hypotenuse."
"Very good Dana. Take note class, turning up to lessons is the only way to pass this subject." Miss Montreal wiped the board clean. "Moving on."
Terry spent the next hour doing complicated calculations and watching Dana. She was doodling on her notebook. He couldn't see exactly what she was drawing.
As the bell rang to signal the end of class, Dana packed away her newly decorated notebook, covered in bats and hearts. She left the room with Lark, laughing about something or other.
"See you later Max. I have to talk to Dana." He said, rushing out of the classroom.
He looked down the corridor that rapidly filled with students. He couldn't see Dana, but he saw a bobbing blonde head that looked like Lark. He ran off after her. He finally caught up, but Dana wasn't with her.
"Lark!" He said, catching her arm and pulling her back. "Where's Dana?"
"Gone to economics, her next class." Lark said. "I thought you two had that lesson together?"
"Of course we do!" Terry said, banging his hand against his head in frustration. "I'm really not with it today." He turned to leave.
"A word of advice Terry." Lark added. He stopped and turned to look at her. "Dana is fed up with the way you are treating her. I wouldn't push it with her."
"Excuse me?" Terry said. "Who asked you to meddle in our relationship?"
"It became my business last night when I spent the evening consoling Dana." Lark said hotly, shifting her bag onto her other shoulder. "She's sick of being treated like dirt by you."
"You know nothing." Terry said, pointing at her in rage.
"Maybe, but I know what I see. Dana has been really nice to me ever since I got here, and I don't want to see her get hurt."
"And you think I do?"
"Maybe not, but you are so wrapped up in your own little world that you don't see how much it hurts Dana when you drop her for something else. Something that you won't even tell her about." Lark replied.
"Dana wouldn't understand what I do. Neither would you." Terry replied, getting angrier at Lark by the minute.
"If you don't understand each other then maybe it would be best to see other people." Lark said. "Now I have to get to class. If you want to get back with Dana you had better win her trust as a friend first."
With that Lark walked off leaving Terry alone in the hallway. He ran to the economics room, and could have kicked himself when he saw that the lesson had already started. He opened the door.
"Terry. Wait outside." Mr Matters ordered. With a sigh Terry closed the door and waited in the hallway. He could see Dana sitting in the classroom, next to Rick Jones. She was smiling and patting his arm. It looked like Dana had already moved on. Rick Jones was Terry's total opposite. Blonde hair and brown eyes, he was the captain of every sports team and had 'school spirit' written all over his forehead. Dana was going a long way to prove a point.
"Terry." Mr Matters said, stepping outside the classroom to talk to him. "This is the third time this month that you have been late to my class. You have already missed some key work too. May I remind you that your final paper needs to be finished by the end of this semester? You only have a couple of weeks to write an impressive enough paper for me to take you in my class next year. If you don't make the cut I shall be forced to reject your application."
"I understand Mr Matters." Terry replied. "But I've had a lot to deal with recently."
"Terry, the other students have lives outside economics too you know. They take other classes, they have jobs. Why can't you manage it but they can?" Mr Matters asked. "I haven't got angry with you Terry, because I know you mean well. But I will loose my temper if this goes on."
"I'll remember that." Terry replied, making tot go into class.
"There's no point in you coming in now Terry, I'm partway through some difficult work and it will only confuse you if come in now." Mr Matters sighed. "Take yourself outside or to the library and read chapter 4 in your text book. Do the questions at the end of the chapter and see me later if you have any problems."
Mr Matters went back into the classroom and Terry slowly walked outside, dragging his feet. He sat on the spectator stands of the games field and opened his textbook. He couldn't concentrate. He looked up and watched the Games lesson going on. A group of students were doing high jump. Terry watched. He could see that the entire class was made up of boys, as girls never took up Games because they couldn't take the pressure.
But there was a girl in this class. Terry squinted as he spotted her. It was Lark!
"Hmm, she won't last five minutes!" Terry laughed to himself as he watched the coach put up the high jump. It was now really high. About five boys made a run at it and couldn't make it over. It was Lark's turn. Terry could see the other boys sniggering, knowing that the smaller girl would never make it over a bar that was taller than her. Terry watched Lark take a run up and stop before reaching the bar. Terry wanted Lark to fail, especially after how she had spoken to him that day. But some part of him wanted her to prove him, and all the other boys, wrong.
She shook her head and took another run up. Terry held his breath as he watched her leave the ground in an attempt to clear the bar. Her head was over, now her back and finally her legs and feet. The bar didn't even move.
Some of the boys stared in awe. Others started to clap. Lark got up and bowed to them and they laughed and clapped harder. Mr Collins interrupted their applause.
"Alright class. Nothing special here. Make two laps of the perimeter and hit the showers!" He called. Everyone set off at a run, the boys sprinting ahead. Terry watched Lark running at the back, slower than the taller boys who had more stamina.
As they neared the end of the run Terry watched Lark overtake some of the trailing boys. Then she was in the middle. She was sprinting the last part of the course. She obviously knew that her smaller size meant that she could run faster, but not for as long at high speeds. 'Like a cheetah' Terry thought as Lark finished in about seventh place out of twenty.
"Nice run boys.and Lark." Mr Collins said, not used to having a girl in his class. "Hit the showers!"
Terry watched as some of the boys clapped Lark across the back in congratulations. Other jealously ignored her. The boys went into the boys' locker room and Lark made her way into the girls' entrance. Terry climbed off of the stands and made his way back to the courtyard, hoping to meet Max and Dana for lunch.
The bell rang and Dana emerged from the economics classroom along with the other students. They all filtered out into the courtyard. Dana met Max and walked over to one of the benches. Lark emerged from the locker room, rubbing her hair dry on a towel after her shower. Terry walked quickly over to where the three girls were standing.
"Dana can we talk?" He asked.
"Gee, I'd love to Terry." She said, as normally as possible. "But I promised Lark that I'd watch her audition for the play."
With that the two girls walked off coolly, as if nothing was wrong between Dana and Terry.
Max walked up next to Terry and offered him a crisp. "True or false, all is fair in love and war?" She asked.
"I'll get back to you on that one." Terry replied.
AN - Thanks for all the reviews guys. Blackcat I have no idea what you mean about the black canary but it sounds intriguing, please enlighten me!!!
